“Emma, I’m okay, baby,” he at first says, raising an eyebrow, “this young survivor is Katy Bishop. Remember my dream I told you about? She just came out of a shower of thousands of bullets without a scratch on her. As for the rest of them, they were threatening to take over the entire ranch.”
“Y.. yes. I’ll take her to the mud room with the girls. Are you alright? Can I leave you?”
“Yes, honey. I’m fine. Got a big mess to straighten up, but I’m okay.”
“Come with me, Katy. We’ll get you cleaned up. Are you hurt anywhere?”
“No, ma’am. It’s not my blood.” Katy speaks a little stronger.
He sees his Jillian handing off a change of clothes to Emma, then she heads over towards him. Feeling guilty about raising his voice to her, he greets her with open arms. “Honey, I am so sorry that I raise
